Hep Stories

Bir kız yalnızlıkların içinde boğulmuş Bir oğlan yalnızlıkların içinde boğulmuş Bir baba kızının öldüğünü sanan Yeni arkadaşlıklar korkuyu getiren Belki de bir aşk hayattaki en karmaşık yol -Üzülür müyüz beraber olursak Bertuğ? Senide alırlar mı benden? -Eğer hayatım sana bağlıysa ben ölmeye de razıyım kelebek eğer ucunda sen varsan ölüm aşkların en güzeli...

Scar's stressed about the Turf War, and Grian even more so. An unlikely admiration blossoms when the two leaders realise how similar they really are. The Turf War keeps them separate, but their love for each other brings them together. This is only a first draft (and my first fanfiction) so I will possibly be working things out to edit this story to its full potential. That being said, if you're alright with the few plot holes and old writing, feel free to read it as is for now! WARNING: This story includes descriptions of blood, fantasy violence, panic attacks, (almost) drowning, explosions, shooting (bow and arrows), poisoning, and MAJOR CHARACTER DEATH Disclaimer: This story ships Scarian in terms of their online personas/characters and not the real people! Any sexualities the characters have are purely headcanons and may not be comfirmed! The events of this story will not be in line with the actual Hermitcraft season 7 timeline. Thank you and enjoy reading! •ᴗ• (cover art by @aofikofi on Tumblr)

The Turf War was over, and the Mycelium Resistance won fair and square. Someone was having none of it. Hardly hours after the winners are declared, the Resistance finds themselves trapped in the HEP's clutches. There's something off about the enemy team and something more dangerous behind their suddenly cruel ways. It's up to the Resistance, aided by allies along the way and hindered by both physical and mental wounds, to find whatever it is and stop it before it reaches too far past HEP and claims the world they love.

"I taste you like poison in my mouth." AOMG fanfic. 2017. All rights reserved.

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Empathy. It is the bedrock of intimacy and close connection; in its absence, relationships remain emotionally shallow, defined largely by mutual interests or shared activities. Allow me to narrate a tale giving importance to empathy: -

After spending a whole night together, two people become more than inseparable. *DISCONTINUED*

When everything triggers me it is hard to live. This is based on a true story and is heartbreaking. *trigger warning-everything* VOTE AND COMMENT. NO HATE. BTW THIS WAS ONLY A LITTLE BIT OF FUN WE HAD IN CLASS WHEN WE WERE BORED WE KNOW TRIGGERS ARE TOTALLY SERIOUS BUT WE WERE BORED AND WE DID THIS SO YEAH THANKS BYE.

I picked a random cover idek sad story uh ohhhh

𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐨 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰. ©𝙜𝙜𝙮𝙪𝙠𝙞

You don't know what people's words can mean to you and your own struggles. "Just go already.." "I know it's, I'm scared"